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I called my dispatcher, Donna. She said, “Mario,
let me run a name past you: Cheryl Palmer. Does
that name ring a bell?” “No, should
it?” I asked.

“Yes. She’s a customer that you serviced
just a few days ago and she’s already calling
back complaining that her pipes won’t stop
leaking since you came out there.” I scrolled
through my mental rolodex of customers that I’d
serviced in the last few days. I remembered Cheryl
Palmer. She was a fox, quite a few years older
than me but sexy as hell and very flirtatious.

I said, “Donna, I apologize about the pipes,
but they were working fine when I left and she
seemed happy. She even gave me a twenty-dollar
tip.” “Regardless of that, she still
made a re-call, so this time I want you to get
it right. Got it?”
“Yes, ma’am.”

She read off Ms. Palmer’s address. I don’t
have the best memory in the world, but for some
reason, that address didn’t sound right.

“Be prompt,” Donna said. “Yes,
ma’am,” I replied. “I’ll
do that.”

She hung up without saying goodbye. I slammed
the phone down and called her every curse word
I could think of. I checked my watch after I calmed
down. I wanted—no, I needed to finish masturbating,
but I didn’t have very much time to get
to where I was going so I bookmarked Nasty Napster
and disconnected from the Internet.

Not only did the address seem different, the
drive to Cheryl’s house seemed different
too. This neighborhood was a lot nicer than what
I remembered. This was a more expensive area with
great landscaping and houses the size of small
apartment buildings. It didn’t look familiar
at all. Something just wasn’t right.

She even answered the door in a strange way—on
the first knock. I usually had to wait a minute for the
customer to get to the door. But the person who opened
the door was indeed the woman who had been flirting with
me a couple days earlier. The only difference was she
looked a lot better today. Her makeup and hair was done
and she was wearing some kind of one-piece, wrap-around
skirt that looked like she’d taken it out of an
old Japanese movie. It was very colorful and showed an
ample amount of cleavage.

“Hi, you called?” I said as I struggled to
keep my gaze focused on her eyes instead of her breasts.
My cock started sliding down my leg. She stepped to the
side to let me in. “I think I have a leak under
the sink. You could come take a look at it,” she
said. She closed the door and locked it.

I wasn’t sure if Cheryl remembered me, but she
showed no signs of recognition. I followed her through
the house and complimented her on it just to see her reaction.
There was none. She just said thanks and kept leading
the way. We arrived at a small bathroom just beyond the
stairs. “It’s in there,” she pointed.
I took a look in the half-bathroom. There wasn’t
any water on the floor, nor a bucket under the faucet
to catch leaking water. “Under the sink?”
I asked, dumbfounded.

I sat on the floor to get a better look, examined every
inch of pipe carefully. “I don’t see a leak.”
“Well, there’s gotta be because I’m
feeling all wet all over,” said Cheryl.
I looked up. She had that sexy expression from days ago
when she was flirting with me and I thought maybe she
was doing it again. There was something sexual in the
way she said her last statement.

“Excuse me?” I chuckled.
Her wrap-around was split in the front and I could see
glimpses on her bald pussy as she smiled and stepped over
my outstretched legs. My cock reacted immediately and
started sliding a little farther down my thigh. “Here,
I’ll show you,” said Cheryl. She kneeled in
front of me with her legs spread wide apart. She opened
the skirt fully, revealing a pouty cunt with traces of
juice between the lips.
“Oh, my god!” I blurted. It was obvious what
she wanted and I felt the same way.
She placed her hand over her snatch. A red fingernail
disappeared between the swollen outer lips, and then reappeared
as she slowly masturbated in front of me.

“It’s wet all over. See?”

I slid forward as my cock grew even stiffer. I touched
her thigh and then moved my hand towards her pussy. She
moved her hand out of the way and spread her thighs a
little wider. I touched the tender mound, then started
thumbing along the outer lips and let my thumb slip between
them. She was right. It was saturated. She was hornier
than me, if you can believe that. Her breathing got heavier
and her legs started trembling. “Do you think you
can fix it?” she moaned.

“If I can get my tool out, I’m sure I can
do something about it.” It sounded corny, but that’s
what they would have said in a porno.

She stood and said, “Come with me.”

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I followed her to the living room. She motioned
for me to sit on the couch. She kneeled between
my legs, unzipped my pants, and reached inside.
“Is this your tool?” she joked, but
her mood turned serious as she fondled my cock.
She was surprised at how big and thick it was
and I wasn’t fully hard yet. “Oh my”
she said, “I haven’t seen a cock this
size in years”.

She pulled it and started kissing and licking
it. She closed her soft lips around the head and
slid her tongue from side to side, and then she
started going down, down further, and down some
more until she’d consumed almost the full
length of my shaft. My cock grew to full erection
inside her mouth. She pulled it out, kissed it,
and resumed slurping the bulky meat stick.

“Yeah. Yeah, oh, suck it baby,” I
moaned. My encouragement only made her seem more
eager to suck my cock down her throat. I closed
my eyes and leaned back and let her have her way
with it. The air was filled with the sounds of
her lips smacking on my cock. When I opened them
I noticed the pictures on the entertainment center.
None of them were pictures of Cheryl.

That’s when it all made sense. This wasn’t
her house. She had borrowed a friend’s house
to fuck me away from home. But why?

I felt a tugging on my pants. I looked down.
Cheryl had her lips pressed firmly on my cock.
Still licking around the head and kissing it,
she said, “Let me help you get out of these
pants.” Both hands were wrapped around the
bottom of my dick. There were tan lines around
her left ring finger. She was married. No wonder
she didn’t want to fuck at home. Her husband
probably had a little dick and couldn’t
satisfy a woman of her sexual caliber.
I lifted my pelvis off the couch as she pulled
my pants to the floor. Now I could open my legs
wider and give her better access to my cock. She
took my prick whole to the back of her mouth and
pulled it out with a loud pop.

“Oh, yeah.” “More comfortable?”
she asked. “Oh, yeah baby, keep sucking.”
We went on like this for minutes with her deep-throating
me, kissing all around my cock, slurping my balls,
and stroking pre-cum out of my cock so she could
savor its flavor. When she was done, my whole
pelvic area was soaked in her saliva and my cock
was jumping like crazy.

She stood up and turned around. She bent over
reaching between her legs for my cock. She started
stroking it up and down, keeping it rock hard
as I stared at her beautiful ass and the pussy
lips that decorated the middle of it. She rubbed
the head along the lips. It was hot like an oven,
and very tight, yet the head slipped in and out
without a problem.

Cheryl was teasing me, making me want her more
by the sight, sound, and feel of my cock head
slipping around and about on her wet cunt. Just
when I thought I couldn’t take anymore,
she let it slip inside. It was an easier entry
than I’m used to. Cheryl’s pussy adjusted
quickly to accommodate my girth, which was remarkable
considering she was holding her legs pressed close
together, which made her hole seem that much tighter.

She kept easing back on my hard prick until I
felt her ass cheeks touch my hips. My cock was
throbbing inside her. I don’t know if she
could feel it, but it was driving me nuts with
the desire to cum in her pussy. She started moving.
It was an in-and-out motion at first, and then
she started grinding from side to side, enjoying
the pleasurable width of my eager cock.
“It’s so good,” I said. “Yeah,
ride my cock baby. Ride it. Ride that pussy on
my cock.”
She started bouncing and grinding more aggressively.
Soon, we were both moaning in ecstasy.

“You’re so tight!” I grabbed
a handful of ass and aided in bouncing her wet
pussy on my hard dick.

My balls started tightening and I prepared myself
for what I thought would be the best orgasm of
my life. But just as I as reaching my peak, she
stood up and my cock fell out with loads of shiny
pussy juice covering its entire length. Cheryl
lay on the other couch and opened her legs wide,
then parted her sweet pussy lips and waited for
me to come plug her wet glistening cunt.

She was gorgeous and so erotic lying there in
such a compromising position. She started fingering
her clit as I entered her. She kept staring at
me like I was a piece of meat and I couldn’t
get enough of it. Her pussy felt good with her
on her back but I liked it better when she was
riding me backwards on the couch. As tight as
her cunt was now, it seemed much tighter before.
Then I figured out why.

“Pull those legs back for me, slut,”
I ordered. Both legs went skyward, straightened
out, and touched at the ankle and she moaned.
She seemed to like me calling her a slut. The
space in her hole decreased by half and I could
feel the walls squeezing firmly against my meat.
I started easing in and out of her once more.
“Yeah, that’s it slut.”
Cheryl’s moaning kept getting louder as
she mirrored my movements. Her toes curled up
and I knew she must be having an orgasm. “Ooh,
God Yes, Give it To Me,” she whispered through
heavy breathing as hot pussy juice spilled all
over my hard cock. The bitch was squirting and
going crazy. “More, More…I wanna leak
some more,” she moaned. She had no idea
how sexy she looked cumming all over my cock right
now. I could feel an orgasm growing inside me.
I started fucking her snatch harder, my hips smacking
her tender ass.

“I want it all over my face.” She
cried out!
The thought of cumming all over this married slut’s
face was all that was needed to bring me over
the edge. Cum started welling inside my balls
in a tension-filled moment as I continued pounding
Cheryl’s sweet muff.

“I want to taste it,” she said.
That was it! Hot Damn!

“Come here, slut” I said. She brought
her head around and licked at my shaft as she
stroked it like an animal that hadn’t been
fed for awhile. This bitch was hot. I could feel
cum making its way up my rod. My eyes grew wide
open so I could take in every erotic second of
what was about to happen. Cheryl grabbed it with
both hands and started stroking harder as white
spoo splattered all over her eyes, face, and mouth.
Her face twisted into an expression that resembled
a lunatic as she eagerly milked me of every drop
of cock juice. She gave me a wicked smile and
started kissing my sensitive cock head and used
it to smear cum all around her lips. She looked
up at me. I couldn’t think of anything to
say, so I just thanked her.

“You’re welcome,” she said
in that sexy whisper of hers and then she started
licking and cleaning my cock and balls. She drained
me completely dry. What a slut! I told her she
could call me anytime, she said she was already
planning on calling me the next time she needed
her “leak” fixed.